"Usually I use my Weapon to kill," Stein said agreeably. "Spirit can transform into a scythe, and I am his meister, again." It had been nice to have the solid presence of Spirit in his hands again, their souls back in harmony once more, that's for sure.

He cocked his head and nodded. "Sure, of course I don't mind. Though you might want to do that now, or tomorrow, because I don't know how much longer you're going to be able to stand. I estimate you'll probably wind up sleeping it off on my couch, anyway."